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I was walking down the street when 5 tour type buses showed up. All dark windows, and a tall guy came out and told me to come with him. I refused, and suddenly the buses unloaded with people who looked just like him. They caught me, and injected me with a needle that was to turn me into them also. They said it was for the best, for a perfect world. I didnt believe them.

So anyways, the dream continues, and they inject my girlfriend too, and some of my friends. They all turn into these people, but i somehow escaped with someone else. We ate tums, or chicklets or something.

And then i woke up.It was the most vivid dream ive had in a long while, i wish i could explain it in more detail, but its slowly drifting away...and those were the key moments.

Pure evill i tell you.

--------------------The DJ's took pills to stay awake and play for seven days.

i had a dream last night that i was arguing with my two roomates about immigration. then, somehow, i was wandering around some house, knowing that my father (although it wasn't really my father) was trying to kill me. i was hiding in a room, holding a little fire-place-poker-thing to try to fight back, but he shot me twice (not with a gun, but with a glass of water... i don't understand it either), i felt my breath slowly fall out, and i died. then i was in some half-ghost state, inside a diner, listening to three men discuss smuggling cocaine inside dreadlock-wigs. "there are bones wrapped around the dreads," said one of the men, "to help explain the extra weight."